flushing down the pills with suburban lemonade,
the bitter taste of a numb world in my mouth.
but the drugs, they don’t work anymore,
i need something new. i need something stronger, i need life.
i’m hovering above myself watching time pass by.
another glass full of pain trickles down my throat.
i know we will always be the minority.
outnumbered but wearing that knowledge as a coat.
you get what you pay for.
a mouthful of truth, a mouthful of hate.
you get what you pay for.
my two cents for a suburban lemonade
not enough of that white powder to cover its taste.
gives a lump in the throat it’s slowing down the thoughts.
that grayish fluid, a sickening ooze,
their sweat, their tears, their blood, their juice.
it keeps the world going, it keeps it unaware.
Raw and hooky as heck, “Disaster Preparedness Coloring Book” is all classic, ragged indie sonics and rock-solid melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023
Sticky-sweet hooks collide with glitter-coated, glammy guitars on the righteous, raucous new LP from this Auckland band. Bandcamp New & Notable May 21, 2023